I really didn't take the emperor of the enemy country as a stand-in

Zhong Lang was lying on the bed.In the past, his eyes were staring like copper bells.

Comb neatly in a bun, leaning against the head meekly, the hair on the forehead falls on the eyes.His lips parted slightly, opening and closing obediently...

The quilt covered his face.

He knew the taste of that mouth.

The night wind is already as cold as a winter day.Zhong Lan got up, casually put on a snow-white fox fur from the side, pushed the door and went out, trying to blow away the dirty things in his mind with the cold wind.

As expected, he was much more awake, fell asleep on the stone bench in the courtyard, leaned against the stone table and closed his eyes drowsily...

In the dream, he seemed to see Wen Yao again.Wen Yao was wearing the plain-colored book boy's clothes, and followed behind him, calling softly "Your Majesty".

"Why are you so timid?" Zhong Lan in the dream laughed at him.

Wen Yao smiled shyly, summoned up the courage to walk to Zhong Lan's side, put his chin in the hollow of his shoulder, wrapped his two strong arms around Zhong Lan's waist, and exhaled weakly in his ear.

"Your Majesty, I love you so much."

Zhong Lan smiled back, and gently pushed his chest like a joke: "Okay, don't make trouble."

However, the chest couldn't be pushed at all.

Zhong Lan sensed something was wrong, and tried again, but his hand seemed to be pushed against a piece of hard steel.

Only then did he realize that the arm around his waist was as strong and cold as a steel lock, and he couldn't open it no matter what.

Zhong Lan's heart tightened slowly, as if realizing that he had fallen into a trap.

The dream was spinning, and suddenly changed to another scene.

That was the scene I saw when I read the original book in the main god space.

Wen Yao's expression was grim and grim, and he sat in the dark high position, looking down at him condescendingly.Wen Yao snapped his fingers casually, and there was a piercing sound of metal collisions around him. The terrifying sharp teeth collided with the icy ground, and the severe pain hit him, almost crushing him——

"Damn it!" Zhong Lan suddenly opened his eyes.

Fortunately, it was a dream.

Zhong Lan's face changed obviously.He got up neatly and went back to the room, his eyes fell to the other side of the yard: Wen Yao's room was quiet and there was no one at all.

He closed the door expressionlessly.

"Your Majesty, it's not good! Night attack!"

The soldiers on duty stumbled into the yard, panting: "Your Majesty, the army of the Yan Kingdom invaded, and the city urgently organized a counterattack. Your Highness has already gone with the vanguard!"

After a pause, Zhong Lan quickly drew his protective sword and went to the barracks.

When he arrived, the leaders of the Southeast Army were sitting around with complex and nervous expressions.

Zhong Lang said seriously: "Report the situation."

Wen Yao was not there, the generals of the Southeast Army were not completely convinced by Zhong Lang, and they exchanged winks.One of the generals reluctantly said: "We were attacked at night. Your Highness, Major General Xu and Major General Li led 5000 people to meet the enemy. We have won the initial victory, but the enemy's [-] reinforcements have arrived. It may be a fierce battle. Minister Waiting for the formation of troops."

Zhong Lan scanned their sand table, knowing: "How many troops are in the city? How many can be mobilized the fastest?"

The generals looked at each other.No matter how strong Xin Guojun's political means and means of winning people's hearts are, he has never had the experience of commanding a war.Who in the world does not know that Mr. Xin is the biggest war-avoiding faction in the world, how dare they entrust the fate of His Highness and the cities in the southeast to such a monarch who grew up in the harem?

"What? It doesn't work if I ask you?"

"Your Majesty, this is a big matter. I have been studying warfare for many years. It is better to leave it to the commander. Your Majesty, don't hurt the dragon's body. It is better to go back and rest and wait for the good news." The veteran said slowly, pondering over his words .

Suddenly, a cold light appeared.The pupils of everyone in the camp constricted, and some even subconsciously held on to the hilt of their sword.

Zhong Lan was still wearing unlined clothing, with a snow-white fox fur over his shoulders, and his expression was indifferent.A pair of eyes were sharp and cold, without any emotion, scanning the people in the hall.

He just threw out the protective sword, which happened to be inserted somewhere in the center of the sand table.This is a pass in the southwest of the city. The terrain is steep and easy to defend but difficult to attack.

"You were whispering just now, and you were uncertain. Isn't it because the terrain of this pass is subsidence, and the collapse after the heavy rain a few days ago made it difficult for the reinforcements to travel together, and you are afraid of being intercepted by the enemy?"

The faces of the generals suddenly changed, they didn't expect Zhong Lan to point out the crux of their argument just now.

Zhong Lang was so domineering, he sat on the main seat and pulled out the protective sword from the sand table.The cold light on the blade of the sword illuminated the different and frightened faces of the surrounding generals.

"From now on, I will be in charge of all military commands. Those who disagree will be punished."

Yan Guo never expected that the Southeast Army's fighting power would be so fierce.

Yan Guojun lives in the main tent, outside the tent, there are battles in the distance, and blood flows like rivers.His face darkened.

"Your Majesty, more than half of the left riders have been killed or injured."

"The vanguard has lost contact."

"Follow-up reinforcements have not arrived yet!"

Finally, a piece of good news dispelled his haze.

"The reinforcements bypassed the mountain, surrounded the enemy's main force, and occupied the pass!"

Yan Guojun patted his thigh: "Okay! This pass is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and it is difficult to pass. Wen Yao actually took the lead, let him be buried here."

In the distance, the young man's face is like Hell's, gunpowder smoke and blood are painted as totems on his cheeks, and his sword is covered with blood.With a sudden swing, the sword is as powerful as a broken bamboo!

The horse roared in shock.

"The left wing is the bait!" he snapped. "Forward!"

The Southeast Army has always been brave and good at fighting, and the Pioneer Army is even more outstanding among them.

"Your Highness!" Major General Xu roared, "The enemy reinforcements have arrived!"

"Steady!" Wen Yao took a deep breath, staring fiercely ahead, "Believe in our support."

"The pass is difficult to pass through, I'm afraid it will be difficult to wait. Your Majesty, whether to retreat is a long-term plan—"

Wen Yao's eyes suddenly glanced at the nearby mountain, and an idea slowly took shape. Between the sword and the fire, the black pupils seemed to be judging whether their reinforcements would make the same judgment...

There is a fire on the top of the mountain!

"It's Rolling Stone!" The reinforcements surrounded by Yan's rear wings shouted, "Back, dodge!"

really!Wen Yao's eyes flashed with ecstasy and relief.

The nearby mountains were very loose after the rain, and the Yan Guojun occupied the high place, not paying attention to the short mountains at the pass.The Nanxin reinforcements pushed down rocks from the low hills, separating the reinforcements encircling the rear from Wen Yao's vanguard.

In this way, although Wen Yao couldn't retreat, the only enemy in front of him was the Yan army who had been retreating steadily just now, and the Yan army's reinforcements would face the later Nanxin reinforcements in the pass plain!As long as he gets through the defeated generals in front, Wen Yao will be able to circle back to the city from the side of the mountain, and Yan Guo has no time to send more troops to stop him.

Banners fluttered in the sea of ​​blood and flames.

His eyes were stern: "Come on!"

In the tent of Yan State camp.

The tables and weapon racks were in a mess, and they fell to the ground to face the king's anger.

"This Southeast Army, what's going on! How could this happen!"

"Your Majesty, this strategy is useful! I saw the banner of His Highness returning to the city!"

The sky is white with fish belly.Everyone in the barracks breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhong Lan sat in the main seat, his expression was normal, as if this was just an ordinary little victory.However, the concepts of the generals have undergone a major change in the past two hours, and they respect him very much.

"It's dawn, and the southeast army has assembled. If the local follow-up troops arrive, they will not be able to shake our army." The veteran bowed, "Thanks to your majesty for this night."

Everyone bowed: "Your Majesty is wise——"

Zhong Lan: "..."

He held his forehead, although he didn't want to be a Mingjun, but he didn't regret coming forward.

He looks into the distance.From this direction, he couldn't see the horizon and the vanguard returning to the city, but he seemed to see the appearance of red clothes and red flags.

He saw both the Wen Yao who moved his heart, and also the tyrant who would inevitably appear in the follow-up direction of the plot, and his mood was complicated.

"The generals return to their positions and lead the ministries to carry out advanced defense."

"Yes!"

boom--

There was chaos in the city, cries, footsteps and the roar of explosions!

A loud bang hit the top of the head, and the beam on the top of the barracks broke!

"Escort!"

A group of generals escorted Zhong Lang out of the barracks, but the situation outside was even worse, and the city was in a mess.

Someone came to report: "Your Excellency! The Kingdom of Yan sent a small group of people to sneak attack and shoot arrows on the city wall from outside the city. However, those arrows were tied with strange things. When they hit the city wall, they exploded, and the bricks and stones on the top of the city shattered. Collapse, chaos!"

At this moment, someone shouted in the distance: "That wall has collapsed!"

No more flying arrows fell into the city, and the sound of the explosion caused huge waves in the city!

Zhong Lan's face was more ugly than ever.

hot arms.

In this era of all-cold weapons, hot weapons have appeared!

Different small worlds have different rules.Because of his desire to get back to the basics, the world he chose naturally fits the general ancient times. Not only does it have no hot weapons, but it will also invalidate the various abilities and props of all the people introduced into this world. limit

In other words, these hot weapons are the products of the book runners using their own knowledge to transform the local society and backfire.

Since explosives had never been used in warfare before, the general design and construction of walls did not take this attack into account.

"Be careful, Your Majesty!"

The barracks are under the city walls.Above the head, a large part of the city wall collapsed with the sound of an explosion, and the earth and rocks covered the sky and the sun, reflected in the pupils of Zhong Lan looking up, getting closer and closer.

Wen Yao led his army back to the city, and after a close-range fierce battle, all the archery enemy troops were wiped out.

At this time, an area along the city wall has long been reduced to ruins and flames.

"Where's Your Majesty?" Wen Yao felt something was wrong when he entered the city.He saw several senior generals walking through the ruins in person, looking anxious.

"When the city wall collapsed, His Majesty was outside the row of houses next to the city wall. It has not been found yet..."

A long area of ​​houses collapsed here, and among the broken walls and ruins, the wooden beams were burning fiercely, and the inside looked unknown and dangerous.

The string in Wen Yao's brain snapped suddenly.

The soldier who answered suddenly trembled, shivering in fright at the madness and pain in Wen Yao's eyes.

The young man in red stood in a sea of ​​flames.His body was covered with gunpowder smoke and black and red coagulated blood, and his long messy hair was blowing in the wind with cries and smoke.

"Your Highness! That's a sea of ​​flames, you can't go in!"

Wen Yao's steps toward the sea of ​​flames were urgent and firm, his muscles tensed due to tension, as if he was walking towards a longed-for place.

When he jumped into the flames, he looked back slightly sideways.The obstructing soldier was breathless.

That expression seemed to crawl out of hell.

Zhong Lan leaned against a broken wall, breathing heavily.

The whole city was surrounded by this cry.His expression was particularly stagnant, and his eyes were so sharp that they seemed to be able to penetrate a stone wall.

After Zhong Lang and the main god selected the world, the main god promised that this world would not accept any more missionaries.He used to think that those book walkers were taskers who stayed in this world in the early years, and they didn't care much about some small actions. After all, they were their masters. If they chose other camps, then there would be other camps' gameplay and logic.

But the hot weapon broke Zhong Lang's guess.

This is not the way to play here for long.They are ambitious, even at the expense of disrupting the balance of the world.But if they hadn't avoided missions in the early years like Xuan Tang, why would they still be in this world?

He coughed, gritted his teeth and got up.

Suddenly, he saw a red figure.

"Wen Yao?"

The figure stopped, and he turned his head stiffly, showing distorted ecstasy when he saw Zhong Lan.

"You..." Before Zhong Lan could say anything, Wen Yao came to him.

He found that Wen Yao's eyes were all red, and cruel and irritable emotions enveloped his whole body.

There was a ding in Zhong Lan's mind, as if thinking of the high-ranking tyrant at the end of the plot line again.

Suddenly, a trembling hand stroked the side of his face very lightly.

Zhong Lan was surprised.

At this moment, Wen Yao tried hard to suppress the overflowing madness.The redness in the corners of his eyes has not faded, but he squints docilely, trying to play a restrained and pleasant appearance.

His voice trembled slightly, cautiously: "Your Majesty, I have found you."

The author has something to say: Occasionally be serious for a while, and walk through the plot.

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Suluo 1~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of white dwarf; 6 bottles of the god of the river;